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About ShtetlKettle

For the past 2 years, I’ve been blogging about fermentation on behalf of my small Detroit-based pickle business, Suddenly Sauer.

While food, in general, and fermentation, specifically, are central passions in my life, I felt that more theoretical fermentations (read: thoughts) weren’t as communicable in that space.  Thus, I’ve created ShtetlKettle.

In this space I want to think about community and individual identity.  My point of entry is Detroit Jewish identity, but I’m in no way limited to any one perspective.  I see some of the most poignant inquiries developing out of the borders between identities, and I hope to explore my identity, both personal and communal, with the boundaries (real and imaginary) that we create. 

While I plan to post on a weekly basis, I also want this space to be open to any/all those who happen to share in these (rather specific) areas of interest.  Guest posts and comments welcome!

I look forward to growing with you!

-b

 

My Name is Asher Lev

Blair Nosan

… every great artist is a man who has freed himself from his family, his nation, his race.  Every man who has shown the world the way to beauty to true culture, has been a rebel, a “universal” without patriotism, without home, who has found his people everywhere.

This is a tradition; it is a religion, Asher Lev.  You are entering a religion called painting.  It has its fanatics and its rebels.  And I will force you to master it.  Do you hear me?  No one will listen to what you have to say unless they are convinced you have mastered it.  Only one who has mastered a tradition has a right to attempt to add to it or to rebel against it.

Certain things are given, and it is for man to use them to bring goodness into the world.  The Master of the Universe gives us glimpses, only glimpses.  It is for us to open our eyes wide.

Had something inarticulate been handed down from generation to generation that came to life in each individual at the time most appropriate to him?